When I opened my eyes, it seemed to be pitch black, it seemed to be blue, and it was hazy, so that people could not see clearly.

Leng Xiao's eyes opened the moment, and he suddenly felt a pressure rushing into his eyes, making him subconsciously close his eyes again. There seemed to be a stream of water pouring into the tip of his nose, and he could only hold his breath, if not, he might drown.

He tightened his hands for the first time, but he was sure that Yao Xinyu was still in his arms, and there was only a thrill in his mind, so he hurriedly swam upward.

Leng Xiao's eyes were closed, his mouth and nose were already choking, he seemed a little impatient, he kept swimming, although he couldn't see anything, but he could feel that he must be in the water, maybe a lake, maybe a sea, very deep.

He didn't know how long he had struggled upward, but he felt as if it had been a lifetime in the past, and he didn't know how many times he struggled to open his eyes a little gap, and the water seemed to be far away and within reach, as if he could rush out of the water after one more fierce shot.

But after every struggle, the water surface that was clearly close in front of him, the orange and yellow light that seemed to be nothing, maybe it was sunshine, or maybe it was nothing. It's as far away as a dream, and it's out of reach.

Leng Xiao's cultivation was completely dispersed, but he was just a mortal's ear, but he never had the idea of why he could hold his breath for so long, and there was only one goal in his eyes, which was that orange-yellow light, touching it and breaking through it.

When the manpower was exhausted, the orange-yellow light was still close in front of him, as if he could reach it with his hand, but Leng Xiao felt a strong sense of exhaustion all over his body, opened his mouth and coughed, but instead he was choked with a large mouthful of water, and quickly closed his mouth again, a string of blisters overflowed from the corners of his lips, and his cheeks were already purple.

A thought suddenly crossed his mind, and he couldn't hold on anymore. He had never thought for a moment about where this was, why he was here, only one thought, the most primitive desire to survive.

Leng Xiao exerted his last strength and let out a terrible nasal sound, and a string of tiny blisters appeared on the tip of his nose, as if a goldfish poured out his thoughts. His face was a little hideous, and his right hand suddenly reached upward!

Leng Xiao's heart suddenly jumped violently with his right hand out, his arm was still in the water, but he clearly felt a touch of warmth flowing on his fingertips, as if it had touched the heart of the sun, dispelling all the chill in the water!

Leng Xiao's heart was suddenly full of hope, and his left hand leaned upwards again, and he suddenly poked his head out!

With a crisp grunt, Leng Xiao finally broke through the water, he wiped his hands on his cheeks again and again, wiped off the water stains, and retched on the water, spitting out a few mouthfuls of water.

He slowly opened his eyes, his vision gradually turned from blur to clear, he just saw in the water, not a bad point, the sky was blue like a wash, only a round of golden sun, it seemed dazzling, but Leng Xiao looked directly at it without a trace of discomfort, the light seemed to be extremely soft.

Leng Xiao's chest rose and fell slightly, and he had time to look around. It is indeed a piece of water, but it is not a lake, not a sea, not even a deep pool, but a river three feet wide.

Looking back and forth along the river, it seems that there is no end. He had clearly swam in the water for an extremely long time before, but at this moment, he was actually down-to-earth, standing straight in the middle of the current, the river was no more than waist-deep, could it be that he was half-squatting in the river, and then almost drowned himself?

It's ridiculous.

Leng Xiao couldn't help but laugh lightly, as if he was self-deprecating, but also seemed to be meaningless.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which made him look up, but he saw a man standing in front of the river.

"Qiao Zhiyi?"

The person in front of him, dressed in white, embroidered with a small golden sword on his chest, with a whimsical smile on his face, his body was half dry and wet, as if he had just stepped ashore coldly.

"Brother Leng, it's really a coincidence. He spat out a sentence softly, as if there was no other meaning in the words, and there was no intention of leaving the cold to death.

Leng Xiao didn't go ashore, still standing in the river, without a trace of expression on his face, and said indifferently: "When I saw Uncle Shi, is this such an attitude?"

When Qiao Zhiyi heard this, his face couldn't help but look disdainful, and he sneered: "Leng Xiao, do you really think of Qiao as a fool?"

There was a hint of pity on his face, and he said abruptly: "You don't think all the cultivators in the Southern Regions are fools. Leng Xiao, in this Immortal Bridge, you and I each rely on chance! The situation here is unknown, Qiao doesn't want to make a move on you, so as not to get bad luck in vain!"

After saying a word, Qiao Zhiyi didn't give Leng Xiao a chance to respond, turned around and left. saw that his spiritual energy was surging on the tips of his feet, as if Leng Xiao was really a plague god, but he disappeared with a breath.

Leng Xiao looked at the direction of Qiao Zhiyi's departure, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly looked at his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

He stood in the middle of the river, and let the water wash away, and in front of him was a forest, and the trees on both sides were luxuriant, and the trees were so tall that they might reach a hundred feet, and they looked very majestic.

In the middle is a tree-lined path, Leng Xiao exhaled a breath of turbidity, but he didn't expect that inside this fairy bridge, there was such a scene, maybe this fairy bridge is just a secret general existence.

He went ashore in three or two steps, although he lost his cultivation, but this moment of rest, he also recovered a lot of physical strength. He stepped on the bank, and under his feet was a piece of dirt, which looked a little muddy because of his proximity to the river.

Leng Xiao was stunned, he looked at his right foot, his eyes widened, and he was silent for a long time.

The left foot is a white shoe, black edging, without any pattern, although the appearance is simple, the workmanship is also exquisite, extremely firm.

But the right foot was empty, and the shoe was gone, leaving only one footcoat.

He stepped on the dirt, he was not a refined man, but he was not a three-year-old child. There are many people who only wear shoes and no foot clothes, but who only wears foot clothes but no shoes?

Seeing that his right foot was only covered with a thin layer of cloth, and that there seemed to be a stone in the dirt, it was extremely sharp, so that he could not help but lift his foot and walk forward.

"Isn't it lost in the river?"

Leng Xiao's brows were furrowed, it was difficult to walk without shoes, and the soles of his feet were not as hard as gold and iron, how could he be harder than a stone?

The raised right foot, before it could fall, was retracted, but it retreated, and fell back into the river in one step.

He leaned down and fumbled in the river, trying to retrieve the shoe. The river calmed down, the flow was slow, and presumably the shoes would not be carried far away.

Leng Xiao's mind was blank, just a witch * suo, but suddenly a spirit, as if he felt that he was wrong. This is inside the Immortal Bridge...... How can you take it lightly?

He just thought of this, but his movements suddenly stopped. Why can't we take it lightly?

Leng Xiao got up suddenly, looked up at the sun again, his eyes were filled with a look of surprise and uncertainty, he subconsciously mentioned the meaning of vigilance, but he didn't know why he was vigilant. Everything will not come for no reason, the so-called cause and effect, there is a cause first, and then there is an effect.

"If the fairy bridge crosses, you can step on the immortals. It seems, there is a previous sentence. ”

Leng Xiao frowned, thinking to himself, as if he had forgotten something extremely important, perhaps the previous sentence of this poem. However, even if you don't know the previous sentence of this poem, you can guess that if you can't cross this fairy bridge, there will be no good end, or this is the reason for his own unwarranted vigilance.

As he pondered, his hands were unconsciously fluctuating back and forth in the water, but suddenly he fingered, and suddenly touched something from the bottom of the river, which was his lost shoe.

Leng Xiao raised his right foot and put it on casually.

Slowly took a deep breath, and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes, the people of the Drifting Snow Hall were tortured day and night, Qianshou pretended to be peach, and if he was not careful, his life was in danger, how could he slack off?

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Xiao stepped ashore, and a text couldn't help but appear in his mind, and after thinking about it, it was actually a method of refining incense.

"Soul incense, what is this?"

Leng Xiao was puzzled, this method of refining soul incense seemed to be imprinted in his mind, so that he could remember it clearly and forget it as soon as he thought about it, but after he thought about it, he didn't know what use this soul incense was for him, but he subconsciously felt that this incense recipe was very important to him.

The tree-lined path was full of shadows at a glance, and the sunlight fell through the leaves, but it was also very bright, and it was already a small dot in front of it, and I don't know where it leads.

Leng Xiao quickened his pace and hurried forward. There was a hint of doubt in his heart, and Qiao Zhiyi had just taken a few steps into the woods, but for some reason he didn't take this tree-lined path.

Without cultivation, Leng Xiao walked very slowly, about half an hour later, the front slowly lit up, and looked at it, but a hundred zhang away, there was a huge city, a huge plaque above the city gate, with three words on it: South Gate.

But when he saw that the south gate was half-hidden, and there was no guard, and no voice came from therein, it was like an empty city.

But after a while, Leng Xiao had already walked to the city gate, and he was a little cautious in his heart, if someone else came, Xu would call twice to see if anyone answered, but Leng Xiao held his breath and quietly looked through the city gate.

He slowly peeked out of the city gate and looked inside, but saw that it was a neat street, extremely wide, with all kinds of ancient buildings on both sides of the street, dotted with a prosperous scene, but only ...... Empty!

Such a strange scene made Leng Xiao can't help but sweat and hair, and the vigilance in his heart has risen to the extreme.

He did not touch the gate, but tiptoed through the crack in the gate.

The moment he entered the city, Leng Xiao's heart jumped, but he saw a figure standing straight behind the city gate!

The man was dressed in bronze armor and holding long hair, leaning against the city wall, but with a golden arrow sticking straight into his chest, and his eyes closed.

Leng Xiao immediately stepped forward to investigate, this person was already out of breath!

This big city was empty, and the guards were killed, could it be that they had been attacked? At this moment, Leng Xiao suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a golden arrow piercing his chest, revealing a golden arrow.

He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.